We have been for many years. We both enjoy the rush of sleeping with other people and telling each other about it afterward. Sometimes we are in the s...me room, and this adds to the thrill. I know what kind of damage my husband's cock can do to an unsuspecting pussy. I am not saying he is the most prominent man down there, but he knows how to use what God gave him. I am also a damn good pussy licker and can get into sex with other women. I can’t resist taking on several guys or girls at the same. Have I mentioned that he's my best friend? Or how much I wish that we had become lovers so many years ago?He hadn't been a virgin that first day he asked me for dating advice. I knew that; it was obvious. And every once in a while, since our 'seduction' began, I've wondered if that very first plea for advice might have been simply an attempt at an ice-breaker to get me softened up for a discussion of sex. Well, I didn't take it that way then, even though many of our talks did cover the. He was looking intently at me and I could see the sadness in his eyes too."Sir, if you're not going to be here tomorrow, do you think you might have one more dose of medicine that you can give me today?" I asked imploringly. For the first time since I'd come down to his office, I saw a smile come over his face."Would that make you feel better, Joey?" Oh yes sir! It would make me feel a lot better." Okay, lock the door," he said as he stood up from his chair. I pressed the button for the lock on. Without thinking, I downed at least a third of it, equivalent to three normal servings of the potent beverage.As we laughed and joked, now about how horny John had become, how raunchy Early must be and how much those talks with Early turned me on, I began to flash him. Since I was wearing jeans and one of Early's plaid shirts, it seemed quite innocent at the moment. However, I wasn't content to just unbutton two more buttons on the shirt and posture so he could see down my top. When John.